Beta was teased by me

The competition on the first day went smoothly, and the atmosphere in the class was high. During the evening self-study, a group of passionate young people wanted to rise up and tear down the walls of the classroom.

The school leaders didn't expect anyone to study quietly at night during the school sports meeting, so they just muddled along and turned a blind eye.

The competitions on the second day are often competitions of major events. Because of the excitement, they have received all kinds of attention, especially the relay race.

The Sports Commissioner looked at the list with a headache, scratched his head and couldn't make up his mind, Sheng Cifan focused on his math paper, and moved the paper over to ask Lu Xiuyang how to do it from time to time. It seemed that the noise in the class had nothing to do with him and could not affect him.

The Sports Commission moved a chair to sit beside Sheng Cifan, and asked him, "Hey, tomorrow's relay, do you want the first bat or the final bat?"

Sheng Cifan didn't raise his head, and continued to calculate on the manuscript paper: "Anything is fine."

The Sports Commissioner had a bitter face: "Don't you know that Pei Shu's class lined up the four King Kong relays?"

Sheng Cifan laughed for no reason: "Then our class will send four Barbies! What are you talking about?"

"Ah!" A scream tore through the noisy classroom and penetrated the entire teaching building.

Sheng Cifan went to the window, and several curious heads poked out in the corridor one after another.

Because Buqiang's performance in today's competition was not bad, his tail went up to the sky, his feet slipped, his buttocks came into close contact with the ground, and the diagnosis was a dislocation of the femur.

The sports committee repeatedly read the battle report sent by Yang Wu from the front line, his heart sank to the bottom of the magma, and he hugged his head and roared: "It's over, the sky is going to kill me!"

The high mood in the classroom was drowned out by a basin of cold water, and fell into a strange silence.This is the last school sports meeting in high school, and probably no one wants to leave regrets.

Stretching his waist, Sheng Cifan was overly optimistic: "Hey, it's okay, I'll get some points for other projects, don't be so pessimistic."

Everyone was not comforted.

Lu Xiuyang put down his pen: "Add me."

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Sheng Cifan frowned, and refused: "The relay is after 5000 meters, no."

Everyone's eyes darkened again.

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On the second day, the first event was the 5000-meter long-distance race.

Long-distance running is not as exciting as sprinting, so there are usually not too many onlookers. However, when the inspection office suddenly shouted the word "Lu Xiuyang", the playground was immediately surrounded by water.

Sheng Cifan "tsk tsk" twice, with a bit of sour vinegar smell.

Lu Xiuyang smiled and gave the number plate to Sheng Cifan, and turned his back: "Help me put it on."

Sheng Cifan fixed his number plate, saw that Lu Xiuyang's shoelaces were a little loose, squatted down to help him tie his shoelaces, and said in a casual and normal tone, "You don't have to win the championship, don't force yourself."

Lu Xiuyang squatted down, kept at the same height as Sheng Cifan, and whispered softly: "We must be champions, we must match each other."

Sheng Cifan's eartips were burning and itchy, he pulled hard and tied his shoelaces into a tight knot.

The starting gun sounded, and the contestants rushed out of the starting line with the cheers from the fans of Mr. Lu.Headed by Yang Wu, several middle school and second-year youths from class three held class flags to accompany them.

Lu Xiuyang's speed was not fast, and he was always in the middle of the big team. The difference was that he was still able to maintain a constant speed halfway through the race, and his ranking gradually moved from the top ten to the eighth.

Yang Wu, who accompanied the runner, was dragged by the arm by the sports committee: "Take it easy, there will be a relay in a while."

Xie Fei took the class flag from Yang Wu's hand, his eyes were firm: "Squad leader, leave it to me!"

However... 1 minute later, a strange scene appeared on the playground. Xie Fei held up the class flag and groaned to accompany him to run. Mr. Lu, you, you slow down, wait for Feifei!"

Contestants:! ! !

The hardest thing about 5000 meters is persistence, especially the last 1000 meters.

Lu Xiuyang is not a professional sports student. Even if his physical fitness is not bad, it is still difficult for him to compete with professional long-distance runners. The closer to the finish line, the more exhausted his physical strength is, and his breathing gradually becomes chaotic. throbbing pain, blurred vision.

Sheng Cifan joined the escort team and formed a row with Lu Xiuyang: "Brother, follow your own pace."

Lu Xiuyang pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

As the competition entered the final lap, thunderous shouts erupted on the playground, and the players who could persist until the end deserved the warmest applause.

Sheng Cifan was a few steps ahead of Lu Xiuyang, he looked back and smiled: "Brother, follow me!"

The smile was so bright that even the gentle sunlight in winter lost its color. Lu Xiuyang was in a daze for a moment, his vision was not clear, and that smile became the only focus in the blurred background.He chased instinctively, and a voice in his heart told him that it was his youth, his light, and his victory was in sight.

There is someone waiting for him at the finish line, so he must desperately run to him and hug him.

As the tough guy in the class, Xie Fei dutifully stretched out his arms and took a stride at the finish line, ready to catch the runners who were galloping towards the finish line.

The sports committee picked up Xie Fei and threw it aside, commanding: "Sheng Xiaofan, I leave this to you, Xie Fei and I will fight two boxes of mineral water."

Xie Fei had a cancer attack: "No, I want to meet my unrivaled hero."

The sports committee dragged Xie Fei away: "Your peerless hero doesn't want to be greeted by you!"

"..."

After crossing the finish line, amidst the roar of people, Lu Xiuyang bumped into a hug that smelled faintly of peaches.

After strenuous exercise, his heart beat like a drum, and the blood in his body surged faster. He was half hanging on Sheng Cifan's body, but he was reluctant to really exert himself.

Sheng Cifan caressed Lu Xiuyang's back, and the gentle and obedient energy was like a ball of cotton wool, without edges and corners, only soft: "I said before, if you have a project, they are all champions."

Lu Xiuyang hooked the corners of his lips in disbelief, like a child who got a little red flower in kindergarten, sweet as a pot of honey.

The last event was the [-]-meter relay. Sheng Cifan sent Lu Xiuyang, who was too tired to take care of himself, back to the base camp, graciously helped him put on his coat, and handed him the glucose water he had brewed himself.

Lu Xiuyang didn't lift his hand, just took a sip from Sheng Cifan's hand, it was sweet and delicious, so he took another two sips.

The sports committee shouted harshly at the base camp: "Sheng Xiaofan, come here and practice again!"

Sheng Cifan handed the cup to Ai Yingying, picked up the baton on the table, and said, "Yingyu, take care of me, I'll go over there."

Ai Yingying became a flower and readily accepted the task: "Mr. Lu, come, drink more."

Lu Xiuyang leaned back to avoid it, rolled up his sleeves, and the "weak and tired" appearance just now disappeared without even a ghost.

He walked out of the base camp and helped Xie Fei move the mineral water to the table.

Ai Yingying swallowed, and secretly sighed, this is a typical little sheep before O and Spiderman after O!

Sheng Cifan finally took the last position, and the third was a classmate who was temporarily replaced. His strength was not particularly strong, and he seemed timid because he was worried that he would be delayed.

Sheng Cifan put a slap on his shoulder, encouraging him: "Whatever you are afraid of, just do your best."

The Sports Committee stretched out a hand and cheered up: "It is a victory to be worthy of one's heart."

Yang Wu raised his hand to boost morale: "That's right, let's work together!"

Sheng Cifan grabbed the wrists of the substitutes and climbed up together. The four of them pressed down and said in unison: "Come on!"

Like Sheng Cifan, Pei Shu also won the fourth place by coincidence: "For the celebration banquet of the school sports meeting, we plan to go to Haidilao."

Sheng Cifan glanced sideways, and said in a lazy tone, "Well, the prize money for the runner-up is only enough for Haidilao. We plan to go to the seafood buffet."

Pei Shu: "..."

Sure enough, Sheng Cifan's level of trash talking was invincible, the thief is fucking choking!

The first baton was the sports committee. He reacted quickly and rushed out of the starting line almost at the same time as the gunshots, leaving No.2 by about five meters, and perfectly passed the baton to Yang Wu, who was second.

Yang Wu's main attack was sprinting, and he once again opened up the advantage and passed the baton to the third baton smoothly.

The third student was not considered top-notch, and his disadvantages were immediately revealed. The advantages gained by the first two were not only wiped out, but also overtaken, falling to No.3.

Pei Shu next to him took the baton and ran away. Sheng Cifan took the baton and tried his best to chase after him, shortening the distance he was pulled away, but he only won the second place in the group. In the preliminaries, he won the No. 8, narrowly squeezed into the finals.

The substitute was depressed, and the class committee members took turns to comfort him, but they couldn't relieve his depression.

As the party secretary, Lu Xiuyang's image of aloofness stood firm in the hearts of every member of the third class. He comforted him awkwardly: "It's just a matter of making it to the finals, and I'll leave the rest to me."

Ai Yingying heard the words and exploded: "Mr. Lu, you want to participate..."

Sheng Cifan covered Ai Yingying's mouth with his hand, and with a "shh", Ai Yingying fell silent.

This is the strategy they discussed. Lu Xiuyang is the secret weapon in the finals, and he intends to catch his opponent by surprise tomorrow.

In the 800-meter race tomorrow morning, Lu Xiuyang only needs to run slowly, and it doesn't matter whether he gets points or not.

The bonus points for team events are twice as much as for individual events, and their goal is to win the relay points.

Because of the proper cooperation, the entire school sports meeting went smoothly, and the third class of the third year of high school won the first place in the total score and got a lot of bonuses.

In the evening, after packing up the base camp, a group of people gathered in the classroom to discuss how to spend the money. Finally, they voted and decided to go to the sea view villa for a night of carnival with Lao Huang on their backs.

The sea view villa is far away from the city center, and No. 47 people chartered a bus and broke into the quiet villa area in a mighty way.

They set up a barbecue grill, adjusted the KTV, and sat at the chess and card table like adults...

Sheng Cifan held a bad deck of cards, and he lost seven melon seeds in front of him. If he loses any more, he will be contracted to wash dishes tonight.

Lu Xiuyang brought a bowl of fruit from the living room, sat next to Sheng Cifan, and stuffed him with cherries.

It's quite sweet, Sheng Cifan looked around for the trash can, but there was no place to throw the fruit core, Lu Xiuyang stretched out a hand, "Spit it out."

Sheng Cifan spat out the core, and Lu Xiuyang fed him another one.

A sour smell of love suddenly filled the chess and card room, and the poker players who had been soured three times felt that there was no reason not to let Sheng Cifan wash the dishes tonight!

Landlord Sheng Cifan held the cards with a headache, unable to play the first one for a long time.

"Play this one." Lu Xiuyang pointed to one of the cards, Sheng Cifan glanced at him suspiciously, and Lu Xiuyang responded with a "believe in me will win" look.

……

Therefore, under Lu Xiuyang's passionate guidance, Sheng Cifan still had four twos left in his hands, almost sure of winning.

Lu felt that he had done a good job in front of the children again, and his status had improved several times, so he casually picked up the melon seeds in front of Sheng Cifan, and they tasted good.

Sheng Cifan has the winning cards in his hands, and he has lost too badly before, and finally he can feel proud for a while, so he must play well with his poker friends.Facing the card three played by Xie Fei, he pretended to be frowning and shouted "Pass"!

Xie Fei slipped past a three, and happened to have a bunch of straights left in his hand, so he finished playing the cards directly.

Sheng Cifan was dumbfounded.

Xie Fei clasped his fists with a sinister smile and said, "Brother Sheng, I accept it."

Sheng Cifan tightly held the four twos in his hand, heartbroken.But it doesn't matter, after losing three melon seeds, he still has four left, so it doesn't matter.

Bowing his head, Sheng Cifan distributed a melon seed to everyone, and then the table was empty, "Where are my melon seeds?"

With a "click", Lu Xiuyang pried open the last melon seed, successfully attracting the attention of four people.

Xie Fei protected the melon seeds in front of him: "Brother Sheng, you are out of melon seeds, you wash the dishes tonight!"

The sports committee helped: "Yes, yes, yes, I am willing to bet and admit defeat!"

Sheng Cifan and Lu Xiuyang: ...

Unable to coax, Sheng Cifan stuffed the remaining four cards into the pile, and walked out of the chess and card room with a dark face.

What is a pig teammate?Just look at Lu Xiuyang and you'll understand!

Teammate Pig carefully put the open melon seeds on the table after playing with the desire to survive, and grabbed Sheng Cifan: "Don't go, we still have the last bargaining chip."

Sheng Cifan closed his eyes, took three deep breaths, and started a new round of card drawing.

The author has something to say: Mojiu~ The state is not very good recently, let’s update a chapter first~